#tw murder mention
Janus: *Staring at Logan, annoyed*
Logan: Please stop that, I’m trying to concentrate.
Janus: Oh is that what you’re doing? I thought you were practicing your resting bitch face.
Logan: Excuse me, my bitch face?
Janus: You’re heading home, I figured you’d look happier.
Logan: This isn’t a homecoming. This is a suicide mission to topple the necromantic murderers of my family.
Logan: And for the record, I have a magnificent bitch face.
Dukexiety Assassin AU
- Remus is an assassin while his fiancé Virgil runs a small shop that sells the items that belonged to Remus’ victims.
- For any tatttered clothings, Virgil is pretty good at tailoring, making them look brand new. He is also adept to getting blood stains out.
- To make his lover feel special, Remus will cut off the hands of his targets and allow Virgil to preserve them or use them to display rings and other jewellery. It works out well since his clients usually like to see proof that he did indeed kill their target.
-Near the beginning of the shops opening, a lady came into Virgil’s shop multiple times and screamed at him for the darker decor until Virgil had a panic attack. That was the catalyst for Remus becoming an assassin as he found his love of murder when he killed her and gifted Virgil the necklace she wore.
3 Sides on a couch
Last night I dreamt that the new episode was out and Virgil, Logan and Janus were all on this couch talking through their issues (mainly Virgil and Janus as Logan acted as the mediator).
It was a cool dream but as I was watching it there was a murder or something going on in the town so, unfortunately I got a little distracted with that but the scenes were great.
The one I remember the most was Virgil jumping down from the ceiling, tossing Janus into the air. It was a wild time.
Continued from here
CW: Kidnapping, blisters, threat of murder, blood
“What is this place?” August slowed his steps, apprehensive.
“This has been my home for the last 200 years. Keep up.”
Despite knowing that he was stronger and far more experienced in his strength than Azari was, August had the nagging feeling to stop. Something told him that continuing was a bad idea.
And yet…
Azari had said no tricks yet. He had said they would go to Morgan. August didn’t expect him to give warning before a trick, but he only half expected one before they reached Morgan.
Azari opened a heavy iron door and August caught sight of Morgan, lying collapsed on the ground. There was a small pooling of blood under them.
“Morgan—” Every other thought left August’s mind for a moment. One, fatal mistake.
August didn’t have time to process what was happening as he was thrown to the side and his bare arms and face hit the wall. He hadn’t really looked at the room before he had entered, but now it was painfully obvious. The walls were made of silver.
August screamed, shouting profanities as he tried to fight back. It hurt to move his arms. It hurt to move his face to scream. He was glad none of his current clothing had tears though. It was only his arms and face.
August managed to throw Azari off, but Azari was laughing now.
“You still think you’re gonna win? You think you’re gonna fight me like that?” Azari gestured to the angry red blisters spanning August’s arms and face.
“Why don’t you come here and fucking find out?” August was on guard now, ready for the attack this time. Azari was wearing long sleeves, pants, and gloves. It would be difficult to incapacitate him using the silver.
Despite expecting Azari’s attack, August was still shocked by the pain searing through his arms as Azari grabbed his wrists. Azari shoved August against the wall again, searing the other side of his arms.
While August yelled and fought to get Azari to let go, Azari bit him, making his screams even louder.
Around the time August started getting double vision, Azari dropped him. August slid down the wall, cradling his arms close to his body as he fought to overcome the pain.
“That was pathetic. You might be strong, but you’re not particularly smart.”
“Why are you doing this?” August demanded.
“Because it’s what we were meant to do.” Azari crouched in front of August. “Vampires like you out to go to the stake immediately. If you don’t have it in you to kill and turn humans, why were you even reborn??”
“Well the coven that turned me didn’t exactly ask to see my resume.” August slurred, trying to push himself off the ground, hissing in pain when his blistered palms touched the floor.
“And that’s how it should be! You shouldn’t be hesitating or asking for permission from humans! You’re their superior. I’m their superior. All vampires are superior to humans! The council has forgotten its purpose. If no one does anything, they’ll start passing laws to protect human scum.” Azari pushed August back, knocking them against the wall again. “That’s why I have to kill you. If the council finds me, they’ll have me executed. I have too many things to do still.”
“This isn’t why vampires exist!” August growled through gritted teeth.
“Oh really? And why do you think they exist?”
“We’re accidents! Freaks of nature! There is no purpose for us!”
Azari leaned in close to August. “If you really believe that, then why are you fighting so hard?”
August hesitated.
“People don’t fight for things they don’t believe in! If you really thought you have no purpose, you wouldn’t care what I think my purpose is!” Azari kicked August in the head and August toppled to the ground.
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Continued from here
CW: Suicidal character (brief), panic attack, murder mention, blindfold
Angel waited until they heard the door close before carefully— slowly— opening their eyes. They wouldn’t be tricked by Echo, no matter how genuine they seemed.
They were alone.
With a shaky sigh, Angel sank to their knees. They weren’t sure how long they had been with Calder, but it had been at least a couple of months.
The room they were in was too bright for their eyes, even though no lights were on. They adjusted slowly, squinting until they could look around without getting a headache.
In the room, there was a bed, a dresser with a lamp, and three doors. One door led out to the hall, but the other two were probably a closet and the bathroom.
Angel opened one of the doors.
They fell to the flor with a scream of alarm, covering their eyes quickly.
“Angel??” Echo’s voice came from outside the room. “Angel are you okay?? I’m coming in.”
Angel heard the door open and flinched as Echo placed a hand on their shoulder. “I-I saw someone— Who… Who’s in here?”
“Angel…” Echo sounded confused. “Angel, you and I are the only people in the house.”
“No. No I saw someone.” Angel insisted, pointing vaguely in the direction they had seen the person.
Echo let go of their shoulder and when they spoke their voice had moved. “Angel, you opened the door to the bathroom. There’s a mirror in there. You saw yourself.”
“Oh…” Angel let out a tense breath, tears suddenly rising to their eyes. “I… I-I didn’t recognize myself…”
Echo helped Angel to stand. “It’s okay. Are you alright now?”
Angel nodded, then stopped. “E… Echo..? Can I… do you have something I can use as a blindfold..?”
“… I can look and see what I can find.”
“Thank you…”
When Echo left again, Angel went to look in the mirror. Their own face still looked unfamiliar. Angel could feel their heart reaching in their chest as they made eye contact with their reflection. Nothing happened.
So it really wasthem.
Angel’s hair was long and tangled. Their features were gaunt. They were in dire need of a shower.
They lost track of how long they stared at themself until they heard a knock.
“Come in!” Angel closed their eyes, gripping the edge of the sink.
“Angel. I found something you can use as a blindfold. It’s sleep mask if that’s okay.”
Angel nodded and Echo slid it on over Angel’s face. Angel touched the fabric before relaxing. “Thank you…” They breathed.
“Don’t worry about it. Can we talk for a minute? Come sit down.” Echo led Angel to sit on the bed and Echo knelt in front of them. “You don’t want to open your eyes because you’re afraid that Calder will kill whoever you bond to, right?”
Angel nodded.
“Well… since you told me, I’ve been thinking… What if you bonded with me..?”
“No—” Angel had to bite their tongue to keep from saying anything else. They had expected this. Echo just wanted to use them too.
“Just— Angel, just listen, okay? You can’t go on living your life with your eyes closed.”
“Iknow. That’s why I don’t want to keep living it at all!”
“Stop, please just hear me out. I know this sounds really suspicious— especially because I’m Calder’s sibling— but I’m not trying to trick you or use you or anything. I’m trying to find a solution. Calder won’t kill me. We may not have much of a relationship, but we’re still related and I think that means something to them. I’m not saying take off the blindfold right now— I’m just… I’m just asking you to think about it. Okay?”
Angel gave a tense nod. They wouldn’t.
ok so this is probably going to be a long fucking post but like. we need some help. we’re very new to knowing that we’re a system and I still haven’t read up on as much syscourse as I should. but I specifically need help from people who know what they’re talking about with poc alters.
Oh oh oh something we can talk about! Continue reading below the thingy because it might be very long
ok that makes sense thank you!! and honestly racist people deserve to d!e anyway, let fur k!ll them /j
Sunrise: Goooooooood morning!
Moondrop, just waking up: This is why I’m so murderous.
Dukexiety Assassin AU
- Remus is an assassin while his fiancé Virgil runs a small shop that sells the items that belonged to Remus’ victims.
- For any tatttered clothings, Virgil is pretty good at tailoring, making them look brand new. He is also adept to getting blood stains out.
- To make his lover feel special, Remus will cut off the hands of his targets and allow Virgil to preserve them or use them to display rings and other jewellery. It works out well since his clients usually like to see proof that he did indeed kill their target.
-Near the beginning of the shops opening, a lady came into Virgil’s shop multiple times and screamed at him for the darker decor until Virgil had a panic attack. That was the catalyst for Remus becoming an assassin as he found his love of murder when he killed her and gifted Virgil the necklace she wore.
3 Sides on a couch
Last night I dreamt that the new episode was out and Virgil, Logan and Janus were all on this couch talking through their issues (mainly Virgil and Janus as Logan acted as the mediator).
It was a cool dream but as I was watching it there was a murder or something going on in the town so, unfortunately I got a little distracted with that but the scenes were great.
The one I remember the most was Virgil jumping down from the ceiling, tossing Janus into the air. It was a wild time.
